November 22nd

November 22nd is a momentous day in history for a number of reasons. On this day in 1718, Blackbeard the pirate, who was almost as hard to kill as Rasputin, was hacked to bits and shot. They eventually decapitated him to kill him, and later there was a pub in Virginia, claimed to have his skull on display. In 1942, in Stalingrad on this day, the Russians showed Hitler and his boys what they'd already showed Alexander and Napoleon - you don't fuck with the mama bear.

On November 22nd, 1963, our entire system of government was invalidated when a huge conspiracy orchestrated the assassination of President John F. Kennedy in Dallas, Texas, in Dealey Plaza, at 12:30 PM. (If you have the odd fortune of reading this at 12:30, Central time, I ask that you take a moment of silence.) For those who believe Oswald acted alone, I would say to you, "Bushwah." And also, "Pshaw." I think that should do it. In spite of all of that, I would still like to play this.

Additionally, this is the birthday of everyone's favorite ex-patriate journalist and photo guy who's also a mean chef and falls on his head real good, Matt Olson. Take a bow, MO. He's however old he decides to be, since having turned 30, I've decided age no longer matters. Anyway, hoist a round for Matthew, and maybe we can get Cayce to give him a spanking. And post the pics on this blog!

Happy Birthday, Matt, and congrats on being born on such a significant day in history. Your folks have excellent timing. I share my birthday - month, day, and year - with Leonardo DifuckingCaprio. Also Vonnegut, the Armistice, and Dostoevsky, but Leo always sticks in my craw.

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November 22nd

November 22nd is a momentous day in history for a number of reasons. On this day in 1718, Blackbeard the pirate, who was almost as hard to kill as Rasputin, was hacked to bits and shot. They eventually decapitated him to kill him, and later there was a pub in Virginia, claimed to have his skull on display. In 1942, in Stalingrad on this day, the Russians showed Hitler and his boys what they'd already showed Alexander and Napoleon - you don't fuck with the mama bear.

On November 22nd, 1963, our entire system of government was invalidated when a huge conspiracy orchestrated the assassination of President John F. Kennedy in Dallas, Texas, in Dealey Plaza, at 12:30 PM. (If you have the odd fortune of reading this at 12:30, Central time, I ask that you take a moment of silence.) For those who believe Oswald acted alone, I would say to you, "Bushwah." And also, "Pshaw." I think that should do it. In spite of all of that, I would still like to play this.

Additionally, this is the birthday of everyone's favorite ex-patriate journalist and photo guy who's also a mean chef and falls on his head real good, Matt Olson. Take a bow, MO. He's however old he decides to be, since having turned 30, I've decided age no longer matters. Anyway, hoist a round for Matthew, and maybe we can get Cayce to give him a spanking. And post the pics on this blog!

Happy Birthday, Matt, and congrats on being born on such a significant day in history. Your folks have excellent timing. I share my birthday - month, day, and year - with Leonardo DifuckingCaprio. Also Vonnegut, the Armistice, and Dostoevsky, but Leo always sticks in my craw.